They Were Expecting A Lady, Instead They Met Me (Part II)

Book Two of 'The Tales of the Royal Lunatic'
It has been scientifically determined that Emilee Kate Willows is most definitely insane. Well, not really scientifically but it's just something everyone knows- the sky is blue, the Beatles are awesome and Emilee is crazy.
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I have to admit that them calling Tayla and I by our full names was seriously annoying me. When I was born my mother gave me a traditional Spanish name, but Peter made her change it to something more ‘normal’ when they got married. Therefore, I became Emilee. For some reason Peter let her choose Tayla’s name (he named my other siblings), so she named her Talisa ‘Tayla’ to match my name.

There were a lot of ‘name’s in that sentence.

Inside the castle it was even more like Hogwarts. The entrance hall was large, with a marble staircase and flooring that was made out of a weird substance. It was bright gold, with little swirly things that moved around. Like the floor of an alien spaceship!

Oh no. This is a trap! The aliens have trapped us in the castle and are going to take us away to their planet!

Christopher grabbed my hand, halting my thoughts. ‘The floor is made out of a type of alloy called Terethium. A famous vampire named Basil created it out of gold, silver and a mystery substance. He still won’t tell anyone what it is.’

That’s because he stole it from an alien spaceship!

‘He’s still alive?’ Tayla asked, a confused expression on her face.

‘Of course, sweetie,’ Christopher replied and hauled her up into his arms. ‘Basil’s a vampire, like me.’

‘Am I a vampire?’ He glanced at me, obviously uncomfortable by the question. I put my hand on her arm.

‘No, you’re a faerie,’ I told her proudly. ‘One day you’ll grow wings and fly away like a butterfly.’

I couldn’t resist joining my thumbs together so my hands looked like a butterfly and flapping them around. Christopher shook his head at me.

‘Hey!’ I cried suddenly. ‘Where’s Billy?’

‘He went to get my siblings.’ He took my hand in his free one, killing my butterfly.